Pregnancy Update 16 Weeks Living The Fit Pregnancy Lifestyle

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Two weeks more down and what feels like a billion more to go when I think about it. Luckily, I have been crazy busy as always, which is helping time fly by. It looks like my routine compared to my last pregnancy is still helping my body keep its shape so far. I feel Dawn getting bigger. Sometimes I already feel uncomfortable, especially when she starts moving around like crazy on some days. My left ankle is starting to act up and swell a bit already, which happened a little in my last pregnancy. When I see the doctor Tuesday I plan to ask him about it if my pregnant brain doesn’t take over and make me forget like I have been doing lately. AMAZING news though is that after two months my thyroid is where it is supposed to be, which has helped a lot with the depression and finally having more energy to tackle the things I need to do and tackle with a more positive energy. We see baby Dawn tomorrow to see how she is doing and let our other two girls experience the joy of seeing their little sister. Hoping all goes great. ūüôā

Gender Revealed and 2nd + 3rd Child Comparing Pregnant Figures at 14 weeks

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First off, we had our gender reveal party. As you can see from the above picture for our last baby we are being blessed with our third girl. As you can also see we had a lot of fun with the gender reveal and the party went great. ūüôā I’m so happy that our idea worked and we were able to dig through whipped cream with our faces in the beautiful sunshine to find the pink or blue pacifier. No one knew the gender except the two people we had open the envelope minutes before to put the blue or pink pacifier in the pie pan of their choosing and cover it with whipped cream. No one also knew, except my husband and I, how we had planned to present the reveal. Everyone was laughing and so surprised and excited when we had them come out to all the whipped creamed pies lined up in a row. It definitely worked out better than I thought it would. ¬†My husband is the one who found the pacifier, but I was the one who got to wipe it off and tell the crowd the gender with it still in his mouth.

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The next picture I have posted is me at 14 weeks with my second child on the left and me at 14 weeks with my third child on the right. It looks like working out with weights and programs on top of running and biking instead of just running like I was doing in my last pregnancy is definitely making a difference. Even though my abs and four pack I had are slowly going away, I’m keeping my figure longer. The baby is continuing to grow at to me what feels like a fast rate. Every day the movements are stronger and now my husband can even find her right away with his hand and feel her movements without as much effort as he had to put in before. I’m interested to see if the difference will keep progressing. Happily I am still having more energy than I did in my first trimester so the work outs are not as hard as they were a couple weeks ago. I’m also excited that in less than two weeks we are having an elective ultrasound and get to see the baby and how much she has grown.

My Pregnant Workout Schedule

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Being a stay at home mom and not having the freedom to really leave the house and go to the gym since my husband never really knows what his day to day work schedule is going to be and sometimes ends up being gone days at a time sucks, but I make the best with what I can. One of the best programs I have bought and continue to use has been Beach Body on Demand. I’m not trying to sell it. I’m not a salesperson or coach or whatever for the company. I am just stating that in the past two years I have used it it has been very beneficial. There are so many different levels of programs to choose from fitness wise that it has let me gradually increase my fitness levels since I’ve started it after my last pregnancy and it lets me try out different types of workout routines and instructors to see what works best for me and what I like. This above is the workout schedule I have made for myself combining and switching between three different beach body programs. The programs I have chosen are P90X, 21 Day Fix Extreme, and Core De Force.

Reasons I picked these programs

P90X– This program I have completed before for the whole 90 days without missing a single workout. I wanted to challenge myself this pregnancy and see if I could keep up with it.

21 Day Fix Extreme– Another program I have completed more than once. I chose this one over 21 Day Fix because I felt like this one was more at my level and more challenging. The biggest reason I chose it though was because I wanted at least two days a week to have only a thirty minute workout so I didn’t tire or stress myself out too much with always having lack of time while being pregnant.

Core De Force– I had never done this program yet and wanted to try something new. A friend of mine said that the workouts are pretty much pregnant safe and it would give me the chance to work on my core without putting too much stress on the baby.

The reason why I switch around with the three is to keep myself from getting bored these next nine months. You may ask why I don’t just switch to a different program if I get bored, but the further along you get in pregnancy the harder the workouts become to do so I want to prevent trying something new and hurting myself. I want my body to grow accustomed to the programs I have down so that I can keep up as much as possible later on and know when I need to start modifying more or not. Right now I’m not needing to modify too much. There are some exercises I refuse to do like superman- banana to keep too much stress from my uterus and there are a few exercises I modify if I start feeling too out of it like burpees, but I have already gotten stronger this last month and have been able to do the original exercise instead of the modified version like I had to my first go around with a few. I am well aware that that will change though the further along I get in the pregnancy. So I will keep doing this schedule sequence. Once I get to the bottom I will continue to write out the sequence how it has been, which has been nice so I’m not doing the same workouts by each other since each program has a different number of workout routines.

On Top Of That 

Besides just this workout schedule I continue to also do my cardio. Which is a lot simpler of a schedule. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I run 3.5 miles, unless I am unable to then I run 20 mins stairs. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I bike 7 miles, unless I am unable to then I do 30 mins on my mobile elliptical. I have stopped running every day like I used to because my knees started having a hard time with the constant heavy impact routines. So that’s why I now also bike to have a lower impact cardio in my schedule to save my knees so I can continue what workouts I want to for many more years to come.

On To the Second Trimester

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If you follow me at all you may have noticed that my posts have been less consistent than I would like them to be lately. ¬†I am a very scheduled person and love making sure I do what I need to do every week for my body, mind, and soul. One of those things that help my mind and soul tremendously is writing, but I’ve been having to sadly put that aside some days and even weeks because we are preparing for our third and final baby that is planned to arrive in our arms this coming March. My children are obviously my number one priority. Everything I do is for them and if you are a parent you know how incredibly impossible it is to do just about anything with them around. I am trying to write this now with my two year old crying in the chair besides me because she wants my full on attention…. It is frustrating that I can not read like I used to and desire to and that I can’t write like I love to, but I know it is worth it because they will only be children for a short amount of time and that is time that I won’t get back, Hopefully after they have grown up some more I will finally have time to myself to do what I love to do without having any regrets because I know that I did everything I could and wanted to do for and with them. With this being our last baby we are going to try to go all out with this pregnancy because we know that we won’t get the chance to do this all again. So right now we have been busy adjusting to moving our two year old into our five year old’s room and planning a gender reveal party. Then it will move on to the bigger planning and preparing along with trying to make sure we make the holidays, weekends, and life as fun and memorable for our children as possible. So briefly as I was saying, we are at a tiring part of our life at the moment that has been keeping me from writing my poems, books, and blog posts as much as I would love to.

Anyway, the posts I will be posting most about when I get to it will be about the pregnancy only because I am trying to make this the fittest pregnancy that I have had. This goal isn’t and hasn’t been easy to achieve because as I have posted before I have Hashimoto’s disease. With this pregnancy my levels haven’t been working out for me and my body. When I first went in obviously my levels were too low, so they changed my dosage of levothyroxine and then a month later I got retested and my levels had never changed. That in itself is frustrating and makes not getting depressed, working out, and having any energy for anything hard. Also it makes it easier for your body to pack on the pounds no matter what you eat or do. Well, I have still stuck to my workout schedule without fail since it is more of a habit and way of life for me than anything, which makes it a little easier for me to continue no matter how dead I feel. All through this first trimester I managed to run, bike, and workout and still have my healthy baby inside me through all the tiredness, hypothyrodism, and nausea. Strangely, I had come to realize during that time that on Sundays when I don’t work out that I was the most tired that I had been all week and that I could barely make it through the day. So, I guess it is definitely true that exercise helps fight back fatigue in pregnancy. Waking up at 5 or 6 am and getting it done has definitely been a life saver for me.

My last statement before I end this super long possibly unnecessary post is a short statement about my previous two pregnancies. I want to make this clear before I possibly get any backlash about my way of life during my pregnancy when I start posting my progressions, comparisons, and work-out schedules. With my first pregnancy, I only walked because I was too afraid to do anything else. Every day I would only walk for three miles or more, even though made me miss running like crazy especially if I saw another runner run by. My child was born healthy in only three and a half hours weighing exactly seven pounds. In my second pregnancy I ran throughout the whole pregnancy about three and a half miles five days a week. My second child was born even healthier than the first in only two and a half hours and weighed eight pounds, six ounces. I am excited to take this last pregnancy on with more focus on fitness than the last two. I have no fear that whatsoever that the baby won’t be more than OK and of course if told by the doctors that an issue has sprung up I will make it known and stop my course of action. This is me at 12 weeks pregnant. We will see how things go and progress and if I will be able to make this my fittest pregnancy.

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I Found You (Poem)

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Decided to display one of my happier poems today because I sure need the distraction and reminder of love from the things I’m stressing about in life right now <3. Hope it can help you too if you need it.

I Found You

I found you.

The one half to form my two,

my twin flame, my lover, my friend,

the one to make my search end,

I found you.

The one to change my life,

wash away my pain,

and keep me from flight,

happiness soars, sadness out of sight,

I found you.

The one every breath counts on,

the one every dream leans on,

the only one my heart beats from,

I found you.

Yes, I found you.

Finding The Other Half Of Your Soul, But Awaiting His Uncertain Boundless Return Continued

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In my previous post from last week, I explained how my husband worked nonstop which left me countless days and hours with myself. Some days were harder than others and sometimes no matter how hard I tried to keep myself and my mind busy, the doubts, fear, and depression came working their way into my soul. I said I would continue from last weeks post with a few more poems that were deeper and more broken from some of my harder days. Here they are.

Sick Of

Having a hard time holding on.

Too many things broken to fix.

Broken love, broken soul, broken promises

with no mending on your list.

Sick of no time to rebuild.

Sick of no time on your watch.

Sick of little children’s tears

and mommy stuck cleaning up.

Sick of hearing “Where’s daddy?”

Sick of what was important being no more.

Sick of underappreciating 

what once was us before you opened this door.

Don’t know if I can hold on any longer.

Having a hard time not letting go.

Don’t know if we will ever have time to fix this,

since it’s just like you to never show.

 

In Need Of Touchable Nostalgia

Falling apart.

Tears falling down.

Not what I used to be.

No where to be found.

Can’t be a good mommy,

when all I carry is grief.

All I need is to see you.

I need things how they used to be.

 

Want You Back

I loved it when you cared.

I loved it when I could open up.

I loved you when you were you,

before you gave all that up.

You went into the darkness.

The darkness I tried so hard to hide.

Working for things that don’t matter.

No more caring what’s inside.

Dreams are what took you.

Good intentions, you’re falling fast.

Demons are what lead you

down this long lost path.

Please come back to us.

I’m begging for you, please.

Family isn’t what it is without you.

We aren’t what we used to be.

We all cry for you in the distance.

Just wanting you to come home.

We really don’t care about the money.

We just want you back to hold.

Finding The Other Half Of Your Soul, But Awaiting His Uncertain Boundless Return

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Playing Hero
She sits in the dark awaiting
her loved one who never comes.
Her thoughts drift to pictures
of them when they were young.
They were laughing and dancing,
never without a smile.
Kisses and hugs,
man, it seems like such a while.
But he is off playing hero
for the family he deserves.
So she sits and waits quietly
knowing that when he can he will return.
Life on Repeat
I miss you.
I kiss you.
We hug
and you leave.
Same thing every day.
Every day on repeat.
When will things change?
You say change will come soon.
I want to believe you,
but I only see doom.
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†When I first met this man, he was working at DQ and was definitely what I would categorize as a boy who loved to do the stupidest things and get hurt. Then he went to work at Burger King in our small town for awhile before he transferred burger kings to the one in Lafayette where we moved to to go to Purdue. There he worked part time and went to school to be an engineer full time, until¬†his friend presented him with a better job working at WWL. He took it and then started working full time third shift, with a lot of overtime and continued to go to school full time. I swear he didn’t sleep. Then he sadly failed a class. Not because he wasn’t smart enough, but because we lived in a bad part of town and his gas got siphoned on the day of his exam. He actually pushed his jeep to the gas station to fill it back up, but still ended up late to his exam and they wouldn’t let him in so he failed. He was obviously upset and discouraged, but it didn’t let him completely down. We ended up finding a better apartment in a better area that we moved to since I was now pregnant. He started Ivy Tech with a different major now in mechanics since he decided he wanted to do something that he loved with his life. He continued life still working full time and getting any overtime possible to help us get by, going to school full time, and helping me with the baby when he could. Then after awhile with some more months of schooling still left for him to finish we bought a house in Wanatah. Right after that he lost his job. I’m talking directly after that. But he refused to let that slow him down. He found a job up north in Porter. And continued to work full time there, while traveling to Lafayette to go to his college classes to try to finish. Some days he would sleep in our now empty apartment since our lease wasn’t up yet, but I would hate to know how much sleep he missed. I know that the driving so much back and forth scared me with how sleep deprived he was. But finally he graduated and was able to stay up north with us. He ended up getting a second job part time to help us get by. Until he found another job that paid better with crazy long hours. Then after switching jobs once again to go back to work as a mechanic he ended up impressing some people and ended up switching fields doing something that he never would have imagined doing, didn’t know exsisted, but happily enjoyed. But then he started working more and more almost 17 or 18 hours a day and night for at first weeks until it turned into months trying to start up a company on top of the job he was already working. Then days would go by without him even coming home working crazy like always. But finally he has started his own company with a couple companions and is back down to one job. Watching him work his body sick for years has been incredibly hard, but I couldn’t be more amazed and proud that it has paid off for him. He is definitely the definition of determination and a hard worker to me. It has been amazing to watch him grow from that boy who didn’t care if he ended up in the hospital for a thrill to the man he is today doing anything and everything he can for the little family he has built.

          So, as you can see my husband worked a lot and nonstop so he could build the dream life he wants for himself and his family. He still continues to do this to this day, but so far things have gotten better. Throughout the years though it was not easy waiting with the heart breaking for the one you love to return and fill you with the love you so desperately needed to be filled up with again to keep going. My husband is a hero in my eyes, not just for working as hard as he has forever for us, but for fixing me and getting me to the point where I can actually look at myself in the mirror and not completely hate myself. He helped me get to a place where I never thought or dreamed I could have ever gotten to. I can actually love and enjoy life now and focus on my goals instead of battling with myself mentally and physically every day. I truly owe him my life. But as I said, the journey was not easy. There were a few times that depression and loneliness started to work deep into my mind and made things harder than they needed to be. Not today, but Tuesday I will continue this with some of the more deeply broken poems where I started to lose hope that things would ever get better and I started to lose faith in our bond.  

(Sorry about there being no spaces between paragraphs and poems. For some reason it won’t let me fix it and it only wants to stay this way. Except for this last paragraph.)